Some days I can be found – dead flower in my hand – staring out across the hills – slack jawed and hazy eyed.
My amazing photographer is launching forth – going west – after she goes east – and taking that infectious twinkle and smirk to others in the land. and I’m happy for y’all, really. But I will miss her so.
We have one more photo-shoot together in 1 month’s time. So this is a beginning ode to Jana, a country western love song, a dirge. If looking could kept you full – I’d be overflowing. She’s just that good.
World – ask her for a dance – you will come out a winner. I have every time. Janagal – Thank You. Here’s to one last drink and a heart bursting Goodbye:
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Sweetheart — you are somethin’ else, you know that? Thank you for this country western love song. Truly. You are an absolute gem and a wonder.
Jana busbin.. Awesome 🙂